"Coop! Coop!" Phoebe shouted annoyed. Once she had gotten home from the first and last date with Michael, she needed a word with her mis-matchmaker. It was 10:30pm and Phoebe was tired as it was, but something was really bugging her.

Coop appeared in a second. "What? What did I do?"

Phoebe starting hitting him on the shoulder fairly violently "How could you do that to me?"

"Hey! Stop that." Coop grabbed her arms before she could hit him again. Phoebe snatched her arms back and stepped away from him. "What is goin' on with you?"

"Why did you feed Michael all that stuff while I was on the balcony?" Phoebe asked, watching Coop's face suddenly fall.

"He told you?" He asked surprised, deliberately avoiding the question. "Why did he tell you? I would've thought a guy like Michael would've given himself credit for it."

"A guy like Michael? You knew he was a shallow, disgusting pig when you set him up with me?" Phoebe had hurt in her eyes. "Why would you do that?"

"Phoebe, it's not like that at all." That much is true. Subconsciously, his work may have interfered with his feelings… for her, but he would never, ever, hurt her. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just –"

"And do you think so low of me that you set me up with a guy who pretended to be someone else to get me to go out with him?" Phoebe's eyes were watering slightly.

"No, of course not. Phoebe, I am so, so sorry if that guy was a jerk, I honestly didn't know and if I had, I would never have pushed you to go out with him." Coop took her hands in his, reassuring her. They shared eye contact for a few seconds before Phoebe stepped back, hugging her shoulders protectively.

"When you said you'd help me find love, I was resistant, I admit. And I still really do want that little girl from my premonition, more than anything I do. But what I cannot deal with is you creating my perfect man through men who I know I couldn't live with. By putting those words into Michael's mouth, you lied to me as Michael did. And now I am further away from my little girl than before. So please, leave." Phoebe demanded, looking confidently at his face.

"Ok, Phoebe I admit I went about the whole Michael thing not as well as I could have, but I've been assigned to you, to find love, something that you deserve after all you're unhappiness –"

"Look, I've heard the pitch. Not now and definitely not you." The room when silent for a few seconds while they stared at each other, one with anger and the other hurt. "Please leave." Phoebe repeated. Coop murmured a "yeah" and disappeared.

Once he was gone, Phoebe didn't feel the sense of relief that she had expected, but a regret of her words.